This is not my favorite Dennis Lehane novel. I prefer a little more suspense and a little
less gangster-double-crossing. That said,
I did enjoy the book, just not as much as Shutter
Island or Mystic River. Joe Coughlin is the handsome, wayward son of
a powerful but corrupt policeman in Boston
during Prohibition. Joe serves time
after holding up a card game, in which the players are even bigger crooks than
he is. While in prison he becomes the
protégé of Maso Pescatore, who later hires Joe to run his rum distribution
operation in Tampa, after Joe
completes his prison term. Joe builds an
empire in Tampa and falls in love
with a Cuban woman named Graciela, but he's constantly looking over his
shoulder. There are gun battles and
heists and whatnot, but I always figured that Joe was wily enough to come out
on top, one way or another. We have to
root for Joe, because he has a higher code of ethics, such as it is, than his
fellow mobsters, and Joe's refusal to eliminate everyone who stands in his way
leads Maso to believe that he's too soft.
Plus, Maso has a son, Digger, that he wants to put in charge of the
now-thriving Tampa operation, but
Digger is not the sharpest knife in the drawer and inspires neither loyalty nor
respect. There are several side plots: Joe's first love may or may not have died in
a car crash; a fervently religious young woman attempts to thwart Joe's plan to
branch into casinos; and Graciela may or may not still be in love with her
husband in Cuba. There was nothing here, though, that kept me
on the edge of my seat.
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